Dragon God Supreme

Inside the Divine Ring, the towering Samsara Tower of a hundred stories rises majestically, exuding overwhelming power.

Its formidable presence elicits awe and respect.

Yet, Feng Wuchen doesn’t spare it a glance, immediately taking out the Blood Fiend Spirit Crystal and Blood Lotus Seeds to cultivate.

Having rare time for cultivation, Feng Wuchen strives to make every second count.

”The cultivation method of the Heavenly Dao Life Chart has little effect in the Holy Realm. My cultivation level has risen too quickly; I can’t rely on the Nitian Divine Pearl anymore. To improve swiftly, I need Fire Attribute Spirit Crystals, preferably the fire poison of an Alchemist,” Feng Wuchen muses to himself as he trains.

Luckily, Qian Ye and his companions are all Alchemists.

”If only I had the Purple Winged Heavenly Lion Crystal Source, that would be best. Sadly, such treasures are extremely rare; otherwise, my cultivation level would soar,” Feng Wuchen contemplates.

The Purple Winged Heavenly Lion is an exceptionally rare and powerful Spirit Beast in the Holy Realm, and the Purple Winged Heavenly Lion Crystal Source it nurtures contains immense and volatile energy, greatly aiding in cultivation enhancement. Most importantly, it can also strengthen the body, though it’s exceedingly painful.

Such treasures are not available at the Sheng Dan Pavilion.

Nor are they for sale; even major forces rarely possess them, if at all.

However, Feng Wuchen’s cultivation with the Blood Fiend Spirit Crystal and Blood Lotus Seeds is fast enough to overshadow many geniuses.

Previously, Feng Wuchen’s training had significantly boosted his cultivation level, but he had to pause upon an unexpected journey to Wuji Snow Mountain.

Now resuming cultivation, breaking through to the realm of the Three-Star Saint King won’t take long.

Furthermore, Feng Wuchen plans to use this opportunity to try breaking through to the Four-Star Saint King realm.

”Hope there won’t be any troublesome incidents during this period,” Feng Wuchen silently prays.

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”Liu Qingyang, you have three days left. If you don’t capture it, it’s your problem,” Long Qianye’s voice arrives.

”If you don’t capture it, it’s your problem,” Liu Qingyang mimics, rolling his eyes before declaring smugly, ”Just a lusting male Spirit Beast, you really think it can outsmart me?”

At this moment, Liu Qingyang is already deep within an area of the Profound Holy Realm’s mountain range.

This mountain range is filled with countless Spirit Beasts and treasures. Cultivators are constantly hunting Spirit Beasts and seeking treasures and opportunities within it.

”A lusting Five-Star Saint King Spirit Beast? Male as well?”

”Is your head kicked by a donkey? Even if you offer a million Gold Coins, we wouldn’t know where to catch one for you.”

”While there are many Five-Star Saint King Spirit Beasts, finding one that’s lusting is difficult, especially a male one.”

Liu Qingyang’s announcement of offering a million Gold Coins to capture a Spirit Beast attracts a swarm of cultivators, but the requirements are so excessive that no one is willing to take on the task.

”With such a large mountain and so many Spirit Beasts, is it really so hard to find one that’s lusting?” Liu Qingyang asked, genuinely concerned.

With only three days left, Liu Qingyang worried about not capturing it and didn’t even know how he’d confront Long Qianye. If Miao Qingqing found out, Liu Qingyang dared not think of the consequences.

”Little brother, why must it be a lusting one?” someone asks, perplexed.

”Yes, why seek a lusting Spirit Beast? Especially a male one; you’re not female,” another asks.

”Young man, why look for a lusting Spirit Beast? Give me a million Gold Coins, and I’ll serve you for a whole year, how about that? Consider it?” a brash woman says.

”Haha!” Everyone explodes into laughter.

”...” Liu Qingyang’s face turned dark; he snapped, ”Whoever’s interested, speak up quickly. I don’t have time to joke around.”

”Brat, watch your tone! What’s with that attitude?” a burly man angrily shouts, glaring fiercely at Liu Qingyang.

”Brat, just because you have some money doesn’t mean you can act high and mighty—do you want me to beat you up?” another sturdy and towering man shouts angrily.

”Fighting? Who’s afraid of whom? Bring it on!” Liu Qingyang shouts.

”Oh, this brat needs a beating. Everyone, get him!” shouts another man, rallying the crowd to take action.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyang starts sweating profusely and quickly laughs, ”Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I was just speaking casually; no need to be so serious! Let’s be reasonable here.”

Most of these people are stronger than Liu Qingyang, acting arrogantly in front of them would be asking for trouble.

”Forget reasoning! We’ll beat you up first and reason later. Everyone, go!” a man shouts, and immediately dozens charge forward.

Seeing the situation, Liu Qingyang is so startled he jumps back. They were indeed serious.

”Where are you running, boy! I’ve got you!” The woman’s voice calls after him, drooling and looking ravenous.

Seeing the woman’s expression, Liu Qingyang gets goosebumps all over, nearly falling over from shock, his soul ready to flee.

”Help...” Liu Qingyang turns tail and runs, crying for help.

”Brat! Stop right there! Don’t run! I’ll skin you alive!” a burly man curses.

”You old turtle! Catch me—I’ll pee to quench your thirst!” Liu Qingyang retorts defiantly.

The burly man cursed, ”Brat! I’ll make mincemeat of you!”

”Crafted from the Holy Spirit Stone, can you cut through it? Haha!” Liu Qingyang laughs gleefully.

”Yo, I like this young man!” the woman laughs promiscuously, like a lusting female dog.

”You hag! Don’t think I’m scared of you. If it weren’t for your age, I’d strip you and throw you on the street!” Liu Qingyang continues to curse.

”How dare you call me a hag? Brat, don’t let me catch you, or I’ll make your legs weak for six months!” the woman shouts angrily.

Thus, a large group curses while chasing Liu Qingyang all over the mountain. Liu Qingyang remains furious — occasionally cursing back, but the more he does, the more people join the chase.

Where they pass, Spirit Beasts are left dumbfounded.

This is, after all, Spirit Beast Mountain — is it a marketplace now?

Act as if those powerful Spirit Beasts are nonexistent? How disrespectful!

After an unknown duration, the mountain quiets down.

The pursuers are exhausted in heaps, with Liu Qingyang, face full of despair, carried back by the woman whose face beams with joy.

”Brat, now let’s be reasonable. C’mon, speak up,” a burly man says, short of breath, his eyes scarcely open.

”No, no, no need to reason anymore. I surrender—two million. Whoever catches a lusting Five-Star Saint King Spirit Beast will get two million Gold Coins,” Liu Qingyang gasps.

”Boom!”

Liu Qingyang’s words just fell when suddenly he was slammed over the shoulder by the woman and thrown against a big tree.

When Liu Qingyang crawls back up, he is completely stunned.

Hundreds of people vanished in an instant.

Liu Qingyang has no tears left to cry; had he known two million Gold Coins would be so effective, he wouldn’t have been chased across the mountains for hours.

”Long Qianye! You bastard! If my cultivation surpasses yours, I’ll make you capture a pregnant male Spirit Beast!” Liu Qingyang curses.